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heard our old people discuss this, and many times
they would send us over to Eagle Plume's camp
to play and to keep them company. They would
treat us like their own children and give us atten-
tions which we would not receive even from our
own parents.

Like all great Indian hunters. Eagle Plume
liked most to hunt alone. As we camped in the
Northern Rockies that winter., he would go out
by himself and remain for days. He would return
heavily laden with the"pelts of otter, mink, black
wolf, marten and lynx.

It was well through the winter toward spring,
and the snow was still very deep, when early one
morning he set out on one of his periodic hunting
trips into the wild country to the north of where
we were camping. That evening as he was
making his way down a mountain draw to a camp-
site at its foot, a wolf came out of the bush
and howled at him in the bitter white twilight.

It was a big wolf, not a coyote, but one of the
largest specimens of the huge black timber-wolf*
With the true curiosity of the wolf, it watched
Eagle Plume make camp, then it went quietly

'Go now, my brother/ said Eagle Plume. To-
morrow I will follow you for that thick fur on
your skin/

And so the next mornings running on his snow-